He Juncheng swallowed and spitted, and he was already dumbfounded.

This...how is this possible!

Ye Mufan is Fe1ix?

This is absolutely impossible! Something must have been made wrong!

Just as everyone was looking at each other, Director Zheng hurried over, "I'll go! My Vice Chairman, I finally found you. Why didn't I see you at the door just now? The clothes have been prepared for you. You can go over and change them quickly!"

It seemed that the atmosphere here was not right, Director Zheng said in a daze, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Oh, by the way, Director He, aren't you looking for our vice chairman? That's it!"

After saying that, he looked at Ye Mufan and said, "Fe1ix, this is Director He of Juxing Entertainment. On the stage is Miss Chen Mengqi of Juxing Entertainment. I want to talk to you about the cooperation between Lorraine Fashion Week..."

Ye Mufan pulled off a blade of grass stained from his sleeve: "Oh, is that?"

At this moment, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi were already desperate to die. Listening to Director Zheng’s words, he wanted to find a hole to crawl into it.

Director Zheng has already spoken in person, but now they can’t believe it or not!

Director Zheng just said that Fe1ix had a car accident on the road, so Ye Mufan appeared like this...

Therefore, the gold medal stylist they hired with great thoughts, the hot master of creation Fe1ix, turned out to be the useless Ye Mufan!

Damn, what the hell is going on?

Ye Mufan has always been banned by the Emperor. How could he get to this point in such a short period of time?

Chen Mengqi stood on the stage and glared at He Juncheng fiercely.

Ye Mufan is Fe1ix, and he doesn’t know why such an important thing is!

He Juncheng is really suffering now. How could he associate Fe1ix with Ye Mufan?

However, something worse is still to come...

In front, Mu Wenqing, chairman of the Fashion Association, stepped over with a cold expression, "Mu Fan, you just said that He Juncheng's design was a steal of your work. What's going on?"

Ye Mufan looked at Mu Wenqing, "Teacher, it's nothing big. It's just that I threw a manuscript not long ago. I didn't expect that, it turned out that it was picked up by Director He."

As soon as he heard this, the cold sweat on He Juncheng's forehead was almost over, "This...is a misunderstanding...a misunderstanding..."

If this matter is confirmed, he will be ruined.

He Juncheng was anxious and made up his mind to refuse and immediately retorted, "What manuscript! There is nothing at all, this is my own design! Chairman, you must believe me!"

Thinking that Ye Mufan had no evidence at all, He Juncheng gradually became confident: "Mr. Ye, you said this was your design, please come up with evidence! When did you lose the manuscript? Where did you lose it?"

How about it? Can't take it out!

Ye Mufan smiled softly, "Haha, evidence? I have a bad memory and really don't remember such an irrelevant thing... Director He means, I wronged you, jealous of your talents and talents, so I slander you? Want to dominate your works?"

As soon as Ye Mufan said this, He Juncheng froze, and everyone was even more upset and looked at He Juncheng with contempt.

"Just kidding, the winner of the Hundred Flowers Award and the vice chairman of the Fashion Association, are you jealous of him?"

"Is He Juncheng a paranoid disease?"

He Juncheng was so angry that he began to speak nonsense, "Ye Mufan, you are slandering me! These works are my own! It is my design! If you slander me without evidence, then I would say you have stolen my works!"
Chapter completed!